Demyx seemed to pout a little at that. "Heeeey, I know... some things," he protested halfheartedly, quirking a slight grin. "And, y'know, water is super effective against everything-- if you use it just right!"
Demyx clearly didn't know exactly what Iris meant, but it didn't really matter. Gigs seemed to continue to do her own thing, squirming out of Demyx's hands and sending another barrage of bubbles at the Golett. Demyx moved back, trying to hide behind Iris despite his much taller height.
"Golett, right... That's those little robot-looking things, right?" Apparently, Gigs knew more about this than he did. He watched, and couldn't help but be impressed. Good for the Tympole... but that didn't mean he was about to get himself involved.
But he did pipe up after a moment, oh-so-helpfully: "Gigs, can't ya do anything else? Like a waterfall or somethin'? Bubbles are cool, but you can't do much with just bubbles!"
The Tympole hopped a few times, and, taking the hint, switched her strategy. She began to chirp loudly and rhythmically, sending sound waves over her attackers: Supersonic. Confused, the Golett began to turn on one another, instead smashing their attacks into their brethren rather than the Tympole. Demyx raised an eyebrow.
"What the crap...?" Well, hey! They could work with that!
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Demyx clearly didn't know exactly what Iris meant, but it didn't really matter. Gigs seemed to continue to do her own thing, squirming out of Demyx's hands and sending another barrage of bubbles at the Golett. Demyx moved back, trying to hide behind Iris despite his much taller height.
"Golett, right... That's those little robot-looking things, right?" Apparently, Gigs knew more about this than he did. He watched, and couldn't help but be impressed. Good for the Tympole... but that didn't mean he was about to get himself involved.
But he did pipe up after a moment, oh-so-helpfully: "Gigs, can't ya do anything else? Like a waterfall or somethin'? Bubbles are cool, but you can't do much with just bubbles!"
The Tympole hopped a few times, and, taking the hint, switched her strategy. She began to chirp loudly and rhythmically, sending sound waves over her attackers: Supersonic. Confused, the Golett began to turn on one another, instead smashing their attacks into their brethren rather than the Tympole. Demyx raised an eyebrow.
"What the crap...?" Well, hey! They could work with that!